She realizes she also should greet the king like them. So she drops to her knees and bows her head.
“What are you doing? A cold, heart shuddering voice reached into her ear. But she didn’t dare to raise her head to look at him; she kept her head down,
She could feel the footsteps getting closer until he finally stopped before her and squatted down in front of her without hesitation, the two men, who were behind Arthur, forward with dissatisfaction.
“Your majesty, what are you doing?” the man asked in horror, he knew for eight years, and he knew their king was not someone who would kneel in front of someone.
Elise’s throat dried out like a dead tree; she felt she would die because of lack of water; what was the king trying to do? Why did he kneel in front of her?
She could feel hundr
